The bus stopped at Speedway and Dean Keaton.
All of us whose destination was campus
Unloaded and walked to the intersection.
The light was red.
The orange hand cautioned us not to cross.
One man looked both ways, saw no cars,
And walked across the street.
What a deviant!
Two more men subsequently followed.
I was in no hurry to cross the street.
I had no reason to run to work.
So I waited. And I looked around.
Every person patiently waiting
Was a woman.
All the men had already crossed.
When the light turned,
We followed them.